Volume 1, Chapter 310 Why does scolding people seem more dangerous than bullying them?
The human army marches forward with anxiety and hesitation.
Today's war is about gods.
For mortals, their hearts are full of worries.
Of course, this army of three million is not the only army owned by the clever and cunning grand dukes of the Principality of Philite.
Even the Grand Duke was ready for the utter annihilation of his army and had already chosen the next successor from within his family.
Wars involving gods are brutal.
At the border of the Deauville Plain, the advancing army suddenly stopped.
The reason was not anything, but because the hanging gardens belonging to the Land of God's Grace were already floating in the front, level with Helios's sun chariot.
In the human army, a human wearing a golden robe, a demon wearing golden armor, and a goat with its fur dyed golden walked out of the human army.
A strong wind blew up on the grassland because of the sudden appearance of the army like a surging tide.
The rustling wind blew on the three golden figures, and coupled with the fact that the battlefield was about to begin, their backs looked extremely desolate.
Xiao Chou, with his head held high, led the stern-looking Huggins and Amao, who bleated dejectedly from time to time, and walked slowly towards the Deauville Plain under the admiring gaze of everyone.
Extremely tragic.
"Which guy who used that caterpillar to doodle provoked our master? What about the army of the Forgotten Land? Are your legs weak because of the battle with the pig beast last night?"
Xiao Chou's eyes were filled with coldness. He imitated Lynch and stood with his hands behind his back. His robe rustled in the strong wind, looking very heroic.
"Foolish people of the Land of Oblivion, of the Desolate Land, dare you invade the place where humans live! I warn you, you have already stepped into the real hell, and what awaits you will be a place more terrifying than the Styx in hell! If you dare to be presumptuous again, I will throw you into the encirclement of the human mother, catch you, and hit you hard on the head!"
Higgins bared his teeth, holding a golden knife in his hand, sticking it on the ground, and his black wings rose up.
After hearing what Hawkins said, A-Mao rolled his eyes, and with a hook of his hind legs, he kicked his teammate away. His body soared rapidly, reaching a height of 100 meters. With his bloody mouth opened, his bleating sound echoed throughout the battlefield.
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Deauville Plain.
The army of the Forgotten Land has reached tens of millions.
Dwarves in armor, elves with bows and arrows or holding staffs, giants holding long sticks...all are waiting for the army of the Principality of Flit to enter the battlefield, ready to engage in close combat.
But they didn't wait for the army, but only three strange guys.
Xiao Chou's arrogant words made the army of the Forgotten Land begin to become restless.
Then, they saw A-Mao's true form and their faces turned gloomy.
The Elf God frowned.
He has already used the elves' artifacts to set up magic traps here, but now it seems that the situation has changed.
"Who are you?"
The Elf God floated into the air, a thousand-meter-tall phantom appeared, and a majestic voice rang out: "The gods of heaven, together with the three million troops of the Principality of Flit, dared to challenge the Land of Oblivion, but stood still. Could it be that they dare not accept the challenge? Lord Helios, I haven't seen you for tens of thousands of years. I wonder if the years have worn away your courage!"
Helios, who was on the Sun Chariot, observing the situation on the Doville Plain, smiled disdainfully.
He felt that the Deauville Plain brought him a sense of crisis.
Just when he was about to say something, Xiao Chou, who had already stepped into the plain, spoke faster than him.
"Who are you? You look like a woman, and you dare to say you are a god? Just fight, why are you talking nonsense? Are you glaring at me? I told you that you are no different from a woman, come and fight me if you dare! You are like a stupid dog, you let our troops in, so why did they come in? Just tell me if you wanted to trick us in?"
The little ugly one started swearing.
The rustling wind in front of the battlefield blew on Xiao Chou's robe, making people feel sad.
Higgins sighed, looked at the endless human army behind him, and said with emotion: "It's not that the army has no casualties, but that Master Xiao Chou is carrying the heavy burden forward. The results of three days of training are indeed extraordinary."
The army of tens of millions of demihumans was subdued.
The elf god's provocation to Helios was unsuccessful. He was furious. The huge phantom looked at the tiny little clown on the plain and shouted, "Who are you?!"
"I am your grandfather! My master, Lin Qi, is your grandfather's grandfather!" Xiao Chou snorted coldly: "How dare you provoke the Land of God's Grace, I￥#￥*@......"
Xiao Chou spewed the dirty words he learned from the human army at the Elf God. While spitting, Xiao Chou also made many insulting gestures to the Elf God.
The only sounds left at the scene were Xiao Chou's angry cursing and Amao's bleating.
The human army was stunned. They had heard a little about Xiao Chou these days. He was the guy who always picked quarrels with others for no reason.
This comprehension... is quite strong.
The angels floating in the sky covered their ears tightly.
Human society is a bit sinister, and they can sense that from Xiao Chou's rich vocabulary.
As for the forgotten land, it was in a state of commotion.
Their god... was being scolded on the spot, and seemed to be dazed by it, staring at Xiao Chou with a dull look in the sky.
Xiao Chou continued to talk non-stop.
Three days of hard training is no joke, he can curse for three days and three nights.
"presumptuous--"
The vines around the Elf God suddenly rose up, and the ground began to collapse. Those green vines, which were at least ten meters wide, danced wildly, as if expressing the Elf God's inner anger.
The God of Elves is angry.
He is a god after all. He originally wanted to massacre the human army in the plains of Doville and start the first official battle between the new and old gods, but the plan seems to have been disrupted.
"Damn you!"
As the Elf God roared, countless huge green vines attacked Xiao Chou.
The ground began to tremble, rocks flew in the sky, and the doomsday-like scene terrified the human army and nobles who were participating in the war between gods for the first time.
Under such power, ordinary human beings seem extremely insignificant, and power and money seem to be no different from blank paper.
"snort!"
The ugly little girl, who was the target of the attack, was not panicked at all. Such a large-scale attack did not bring him any pressure. He continued to curse while stepping forward and placing one hand on a green vine.
The vines shattered, but he was unharmed.
"Oh my God—"
But Huggins was crawling on the ground, stumbling to avoid the attack, his face distorted: "Why are you cursing at people everywhere? It seems more dangerous than bullying people——"
I thought it was just a matter of talking, but who knew it would be many times more dangerous than actually doing something wrong...
“Mee——”
Ah Mao screamed in fear and shrank in an instant.
The ground began to rot under A-Mao's power. Although A-Mao is only a super-level now, the power of the beast cannot be underestimated.
The green vines that approach it will rot instantly.
The wrath of the Elf God continued, the army of the Principality of Flit began to panic, and the demihumans of the Forgotten Land were also terrified.
At this moment, fire rose in the sky.
The giant vines were corroded by the nameless fire, and the scorching temperature made the air sticky.
Helios came riding on the Sun Chariot. He sneered, "Of course, Picot. I was wondering why you were waiting for us on the Deauville Plain. It turns out that you have set up a magic trap here. It seems that you have grown up in tens of thousands of years!"
"Oh no, we've fallen into a trap!"
Picot exclaimed.
He lowered his head and looked at the ground, only to see vines being burned by flames falling toward the ground. The burning ground actually took on the appearance of a magic circle.